After being scummed by four men

Chapter 37

Boom-boom-crack...crack...bang!boom!boom!

Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie, this is the first time that this pair of close friends fought extremely fiercely.

He Zecheng looked downstairs in panic, but found that no ordinary people were running away. When he looked up again, he found that the sky had darkened.

It is nitro.He Zecheng reacted quickly.

As early as after Xia Youjie went crazy and ran away, Nitro notified the police to evacuate the people and put down the "tent".

Nitrate didn't stop there. Hearing the rumble of the building, she sighed and left quickly.

She had already guessed a little, it should be Cheng who came, but it was a bit beyond her expectation that the two of them would fight because of this.

At this time, Nitro didn't know Gojo Satoru's show operation over the phone, but misunderstood that it was He Zecheng's charm.

Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie are both top-level conjurers, they come from the same school, they are both top-notch talents, top-notch spells, and excellent physical skills. In addition, they are already familiar with each other, and it is difficult to fight for a while. Win or lose.

Gojo Wu's white hair was soaked with blood, and Xia Youjie's cheeks were also smeared with blood and bruises. After a spell confrontation, the two gave up using spells tacitly, and competed with each other. Started gymnastics.

He Zecheng pulled his red robe in embarrassment, barely covering his body, he stood barefoot on the ground, looked at the two people whose eyes were red, afterimages and popping noises, he gritted his teeth and took a deep breath. shouted:

"Enough! Stop it for me!"

The two people in the fight paused, but they didn't stop, and the fight became more fierce.

"Brother Wuwu, please go back." He Zecheng begged.

Gojo Wu's movements obviously faltered, losing his momentum, but Xia Youjie, who was attacking him, had no expression on his face, and punched him mercilessly.

"Xia Youjun!" He Zecheng stopped him and said softly, "I want to go home... take me home."

Xia Youjie's fist stopped. He looked at Gojo Satoru with dark and crazy eyes in silence for a while, then withdrew his hand and walked to He Zecheng's side. Picking up Makoto He Ze, jumped on the summoned pelican curse spirit, and left here.

Xia Youjie has been silent since arriving home, not as furious as expected.

But this fits Xia Youjie's character very well, he is not the kind of person who will make a scene when he is angry.

There is always something hidden in Xia Youjie's heart habitually, just like the green wolf's eyes faintly revealed in the dark bushes, dark, sharp and full of greedy coveting.

He Zecheng bit his lip, feeling uneasy as he felt the warm water from the shower wash over his sore and tired skin.

Xia Youjie's mind is much harder to guess than Wujou Wu's. He is not as straightforward as Wujou Wu, but rather awkward, twisting and turning, making it impossible for you to guess what he is thinking.

The sound of the door being pulled open, He Zecheng subconsciously turned around, and saw Xia Youjie who had just washed the dust and blood on his body, walking in with wet hair.

Makoto He Ze, who has been together as a lover for several years, shouldn't be shy, but because of the accident that happened with Gojo Satoru on the rooftop today, his face was a little hot, and he turned his head slowly, looking at the white tiled wall in silence with.

He Zecheng's mind was in a mess, and he didn't know what to say. At this moment, he heard Xia Youjie whisper behind him:

"You, are you going to meet him today?"

He Zecheng curled up his fingers propped on the wall, he paused, and nodded slightly.

Then Xia Youjie fell silent again.

For a while, no one spoke, only the water line from the shower was washing the black tiles on the ground, making a rustling sound.

"I..." He Zecheng opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

The situation where he and Gojo Satoru broke up is different from that of ordinary couples. They didn’t have any so-called personality differences, conflicts at work, or troubles at home. They were even forced to separate by high-level officials because they wanted the magic world to improve. voluntary patience and sacrifice.

Therefore, when the two meet again, it is difficult to be as indifferent as ordinary couples who have broken up.

Originally, there would be no problem for He Zecheng to come back after a quick look in the past. Although it was a bit troublesome to be discovered by Gojo Satoru, it was not impossible to solve.

But the bad thing is that Gojo Satoru is an extremely willful person, and the object is He Zecheng, whom he loves deeply, so he can't keep calm at all.

Then under an impulse, it became the current bad situation.

Just as He Zecheng was racking his brains for what to say, Xia Youjie suddenly stepped forward and hugged him.

He Zecheng felt Xia Youjie's bare|naked chest against his back, and blushed all of a sudden.

"Cheng." Xia Youjie lowered his head, put his chin on his shoulder, and called him softly in his low voice mixed with the steam in the bathroom, wet.

He Zecheng bit his lips lightly, without speaking, and then saw a warm white arm slowly crawling over along his arm.

He Zecheng's hand on the wall was forced to pass through his fingers, and was firmly grasped by Xia Youjie's big hand against the wall. Immediately afterwards, his hand that was at a loss on his lower abdomen was also grabbed. Holding it against the wall like this.

"Xia Youjun..." He Zecheng called him in a low voice, his golden eyelashes were trembling, and his wet blond hair was pitifully sticking to the side of his face.

For some reason, He Zecheng felt that Xia Youjie was very dangerous at the moment. He was hugged by Xia Youjie from behind, as if he had fallen into the boundless darkness that he couldn't get rid of.

Xia Youjie tilted his head and kissed his ear, which made him tremble, but he refused to let him go, firmly pressed against his ear, with a low tone, as if he was slowly licking and kissing His soul generally says:

"Cheng, I know you've always had enlightenment in your heart, and I don't ask you to forget him, I just ask you not to see him again..."

"Xia Youjun..." He Zecheng felt guilty for a while, and didn't know what to say, but at this moment, Xia Youjie let out a chuckle.

"Do you think I would really say that?" Xia Youjun said softly, his tone was soft, with a smile as light as mist, but it made He Zecheng fall into an ice cave in an instant.

He Zecheng was breathing quickly, his heart was beating fast, his pupils were dilated, and he could feel Xia Youjie's palm wrapping him tighter and tighter, with a terrifying possessiveness that made He Zecheng almost out of breath .

The incandescent lamp in the bathroom was originally quite bright, but because of the steaming water vapor, it was stained with a layer of mysterious and cold hazy blue light.

The two are in this psychedelic color, one is terrified, the other chooses someone and devours it to the point of becoming obsessed.

"Ah!" He Zecheng raised his head suddenly, let out a short cry, then slowly lowered his head weakly, opened his lips tremblingly, and panted lightly.

Xia Youjie lowered his long and narrow eyes, and his thick eyelashes blurred into a wet black streak in the dark room. He lowered his head, biting the back of He Zecheng's neck with his teeth and grinding them.

"I love you very much, Cheng, love you very much, even if you want my life, I can't refuse you—I regard you as my God," Xia Youjie said in a low tone on the back of his neck, " But, the only thing I can't stand is..."

"Uh..." Following Xia Youjie's words, He Zecheng struggled in pain. For some reason, Xia Youjie began to torture him.

He Zecheng felt ants crawling across his bone marrow and blood, and a nerve-wracking desire quickly permeated his body.

"The only thing I can't stand is someone else touching you!" Xia Youjie growled in his ear, following these words, He Zecheng choked up silently, and his whole body convulsed.

Xia Youjie pulled him up, let him lean on him, and said, "You think I just don't want people to touch your body?" Xia Youjie let out a cold chuckle.

He Zecheng shook his head feebly, trying to soften Xia Youjie's heart, but Xia Youjie's heart was so cold that it was extremely cruel.

He held He Zecheng's waist and gently pushed He Zecheng's back. He Zecheng slowly bent down in a burst of panic and strong heartbeat, as flexible as a young willow The branches hang down the branches.

"Uh..." He Zecheng tried to say something, but only made a weak breath, and then he heard Xia Youjie say coldly:

"Don't let anyone touch your body, and don't let them touch your heart!"

As these words fell, He Zecheng's body suddenly lowered, forcing him to stretch out his arms, trying to squeeze strength from his body to support himself.

"I'm so jealous, Cheng," Xia Youjie's faint voice came from above his head, "Do you know how jealous I am?"

He Zecheng trembled violently. His legs gave way and he almost fell to his knees. It was only by Xia Youjie's hand holding his waist that he managed to stand up.

"If you push me again, I might really lock you up..." Xia Youjie's last tone was almost murmured, "Don't push me, don't push me, Cheng...I don't want to do that, don't push me... ..."

He Zecheng endured it in a humiliating posture, watching the swaying snow-white figure reflected on the black tiles with a layer of watery light, his thoughts gradually fell into a trance, and finally completely lost consciousness...

"Cheng?" He Zecheng heard a gentle voice calling his name in the distance.

"Cheng, wake up, it's time to eat." The voice called him softly, but He Zecheng's subconscious seemed to remember something, causing his body to tremble subconsciously, and opened his eyes suddenly.

"Are you awake, are you alright?" Xia Youjie, who was wearing cassock in front of him, with his back to the morning light, smiled at him very gently.

He Zecheng couldn't react a little, looked at him blankly, and then felt the soft cloth on the side of his face.

He is in bed now.

Xia Youjie looked at his bewildered expression, as if he didn't know anything, he stroked his hair gently.

He Zecheng subconsciously repeated with hindsight:

"Have a meal……"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was unbelievably hoarse.

In an instant, all kinds of beautiful and terrifying loves from yesterday flashed into his mind, making He Zecheng unconsciously hold his breath, and immediately wanted to turn his head, but couldn't help but look at him.

Xia Youjie looked at him with a smile on his face, and his long and narrow eyes looked at him with tenderness, completely different from his cold and paranoid appearance last night.

He Zecheng unconsciously became confused, whether everything yesterday was a dream he had.

until--

"Xia Youjie! These are your parents!" He Zecheng stood in front of the dazed Xia You couple with a cold expression on his face, "If they don't believe in spells, you can't force them either!"

There was no light in the living room, it was dark, only a little moonlight leaked from behind Xia Youjie who was standing at the door.

Xia Youjie listened to He Zecheng's reprimand, but did not speak, but clenched his fists, staring at He Zecheng's face expressionlessly.

He Zecheng was terrified by his stare, but he was also strongly annoyed because of Xia Youjie's deception, tricking him into granting spells to other people to help them get rid of their nightmares.

"Confess to me, how many people have you forced?" He Zecheng's face gradually became angry, and his voice gradually became cold, "Come out, let's talk."

After finishing speaking, He Zecheng took the lead to walk out. Just after taking a step, he suddenly felt a strong confusion in the spell power in his body. His muscles couldn't help a sharp pain, which made He Zecheng uncontrollable. He tilted his body, but when Xia Youjie glanced over, he stood up straight again calmly, and strode out.

Xia Youjie glanced at his parents indifferently, then turned and walked out, following He Zecheng.

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This should be the last chapter of the day, I feel like my brain is empty (dementia